In terms of prestige and contribution, it is far from being comparable to the three major sects.

Not to mention anything else, the merits of following the dragon in the three major sects can keep the blessings going. As long as you don't rebel, you can't be punished.

A layman watches the fun, an expert watches the door.

As people from the Shenwu Palace, they understand this general trend very clearly.

Yuan Xin looked at the signature again and said slowly: "There is only the seal of Shenwu Mansion, not the emperor's."

Zhao Jiping said: "This is just a government order."

Yuan Xin slowly closed the scroll, handed it back to Zhao Jiping respectfully with both hands, and titheed it with a smile: "I forgive the poor monk for being negligent."

Zhao Jiping took it and smiled.

Yuan Xin turned around and stepped up the steps and entered the temple gate.

Behind him, eight middle-aged monks titheed at them, followed him and filed into the temple gate, disappearing without a trace.

"Squeak——!" The temple door slowly closed.

Only two young monks were left standing by the door.

Their eyes drooped, their breaths converged, they remained motionless as if they were trapped in mud, and began to enter a state of cultivation.

The smile on Zhao Jiping's face slowly solidified.

"This this……?"

He pointed to the temple door and then looked at the two young monks with their eyes closed and motionless.

Now I fully reacted.

His ordinary face quickly became bloodshot and flushed.

"As expected." Fan Chenguang shook his head with a calm expression.

Zhao Jiping's fingers trembled, he took deep breaths several times, and suppressed his rage crazily, so he didn't rush to smash the door.

He gritted his teeth and uttered two words: "Arrogant!"

This Monk Yuan Xin is nothing, he is too arrogant, and he is so disrespectful to the Shenwu Palace.

"Let's go." Fan Chenguang took a deep look at the gate of the Vajra Temple.

The paint peels off, and the old and vicissitudes of life are lost.

Both doors are a little crooked, one is crooked to the left and the other is crooked to the right, so the door gap is huge.

The door shaft is short of oil and makes a squeaking sound when rotating.

Two broken wooden doors like this can be smashed to pieces with just one kick.

But they didn't dare.

In their eyes, these two broken wooden doors were too strong.

"It's too much!" Zhao Jiping gritted his teeth: "Arrogant and arrogant, taking credit and being arrogant, sooner or later..."

"Shut up!" Fan Chenguang shouted.

Zhao Jiping opened his mouth, but finally closed it angrily, with a dejected expression.

As a master of Shenwu Palace, this was the first time he encountered such a thing, which gave him a strong stimulation and made him furious.

But the fact that there was nothing he could do against the other party made him feel helpless.

"Junhou, what should we do?"

"Just go back."

"But over there on Diaoyue Road..."

"That's not something we should worry about. It's up to the master of the palace to decide." Fan Chenguang turned around and walked out slowly.

"Alas..." Zhao Jiping shook his head and sighed: "Look at the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and then look at the Daxueshan Sect!"

Fan Chenguang remained silent.

Zhao Jiping was indignant: "I was obedient and obeyed my orders. I risked my life and risked my life to fight in Dayong. But where is the Snow Mountain Sect!"

Fan Chenguang shook his head.

Zhao Jiping hummed: "Diaoyue Dao has made such a great contribution and does not want rewards. He only wants to bring back six deposed masters. He really values ​​love and justice. Even our Shenwu Palace cannot satisfy this requirement? That is so heartbreaking.

Got it!"

Fan Chenguang suddenly stopped.

Zhao Jiping was startled and stopped.

Fan Chenguang stared at him.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Zhao Jiping was puzzled and felt guilty.

"Old Zhao..." Fan Chenguang said slowly: "We brothers have been out together many times, and we have a good friendship. I have a deep friendship."

"If the Marquis has anything to say, just say it," Zhao Jiping said with a smile.

Fan Chenguang said slowly: "Some things may not be true what you see with your eyes and hear with your ears. Don't judge easily. Diao Yue Dao may not be so heavy on love and justice... As little pawns, all we can do is follow orders."

, don’t think too much about anything else, don’t get involved, you know, Lao Zhao?!”

"...Jun Hou, I understand." Zhao Jiping was puzzled at first, then slowly and thoughtfully, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"Let's go." Fan Chenguang used Qinggong to shoot out quickly.

Zhao Jiping hurriedly followed.

The two of them drifted down the King Kong Peak and met three masters of the Moon Fishing Way. They just shook their heads and left straight away.

The three Diaoyue Dao masters raised their heads and stared in the direction of the Vajra Temple, especially the middle-aged man who broke into the Medicine Valley earlier, with hatred flashing in his eyes.

They finally left unwillingly and angrily.

Fakong stood in the Yingxin Pavilion, his gray monk's robe fluttering, deep in thought.
Chapter completed!